Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-One (Role Play Edition)

A surge of confusion and disappointment floods your senses as Frost reassembles himself with an air of detachment. It’s as if the raw, vulnerable moments that just transpired were nothing more than fleeting distractions to him. Your mind races, somehow numb and wired at the same time. Everything is far too much and not nearly enough all at once. You find yourself still on the floor, your body trembling with a mix of physical exhaustion and emotional turmoil. The room feels colder now, devoid of the heated intensity that had… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Seventy (Role Play Edition)

A strained gasp escapes your lips, clawing its way through the cracks of your abnormal breaths. Your eyelids flutter like moths, shuttering the sight of the ER like a disappearing act on repeat. In a moment of electric stillness, cold steel brushes against your slick button. Your thighs instantly move away from each other of their own volition as your clitoris makes full connection with the Kegel, your upper body sinking closer to the soiled floor again. The mingling of metal and flesh produces more sounds, a crescendo of whimpers… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Nine (Role Play Edition)

Your knees crumple instantly, unable to support the tremors in your legs around the intense throbbing between them. You slump to the floor, unbound from Frost’s cinch hold yet deprived of release. You watch him adjust his pants as you pant from the floor, shame incinerating every part of you. The contrast between your dispositions is so stark, it feels almost surreal. Frost is collected, zipping himself back up and falling into step without a hitch while you literally can’t even stand. So, you continue to watch in disbelieving, stunned… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Eight (Role Play Edition)

Tick. Tick. Tick. Every strike to your clit is like a tick of a bomb. Each collision of the pendulum and your slick, engorged bud amplifies the tingling in your groin, the obscenity of the position only adding to your body’s heightened response, growing hotter as tension continues to build throughout it. Frost is practically sticking you on his dick, the act so vulgar and dirty you can’t stop it from happening. You can’t stop him from doing what he wants with you. You can’t stop your body from reacting…. Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Nine

As the last of the dishes are dried and put away, I find myself struggling to keep my thoughts from drifting to Frost. To the mounting medical bills that weigh heavily on Gran’s shoulders. Being at home for Christmas has her in a much better mood, but the worry lines etched on her face seem deeper, a testament to the stress she tries so hard to hide. I can’t bear to see her like this, the weight of the world resting on her frail shoulders. In an effort to distract… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Seven (Role Play Edition)

A current of energy surges through you, and you can feel every cell in your body turn dangerously charged. Your insides prickles with sheer sensation as the pendulum crashes into your clit with a zing that nearly knocks the wind completely out of you. You feel the jolt shoot through your entire body, tingling every nerve ending and igniting a fire within your core. It borders on pleasure, but with a sharp sting that cuts through the sweetness like a knife. Your body recoils at the sudden impact, the pendulum… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Eight

I pad around barefoot, taking in the familiar sights and sounds that have been the backdrop of so many memories. Happy, horrible, and everything between. The faded photographs on the refrigerator. The well-worn cookbooks lining the shelves. The framed wall art and table top trinkets. They all tell a story of love, resilience, and the enduring power of family. The rich, savory aroma of the budget feast I’m preparing envelops Gran’s kitchen. A testament to my Bajan-Yoruba mother’s resourcefulness. And my Italian father’s influence on her taste buds. Jug Jug…. Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Six (Role Play Edition)

In another moment, you feel Frost’s hands on you again, his digits leisurely tracing the curvature of your inner thigh, searching for the latch cinched around it. With one decisive tug, he releases it with an audible, Velcro-like strip that taints the otherwise quiet room. The sound seems to boom through the air like a clap of thunder, jerking you completely back into reality. He does the same with the other, his motions efficient and precise. His fingers move with intent and speed as he frees you from each restraint,… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Seven

I take a deep breath as I pull into the hospital parking lot, my hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. The familiar sense of dread washes over me as I stare at the imposing modern building, looming before me like the Grinch who stole Christmas Eve. The thought of Gran’s recent health scare still sends a shiver down my spine. It’s been a few weeks since Theodore’s initial call. My world came to a standstill. When she had to be admitted this second time, it felt like the ground opened… Read More

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Five (Role Play Edition)

Before you can brace yourself, or even draw another breath, he charges into you again, rattling your bones and blood. You croak something incoherent as he shoves himself all the way inside with such force it feels like you’re being knocked off your feet even though you already are. You gasp for air, your body struggling to keep up with the intense rhythm of his thrusts. The sounds of flesh colliding with flesh echo off the silent yet listening walls of the Emancipation Room, amplifying the unfolding obscenity. The wet… Read More